[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres":3,"chapter-daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-chapter-73":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Daily Life in a Multiverse: My Superpowers Refresh Every Season",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2295859,4491,"Chapter 73","daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-chapter-73",73,"\u003Cp>“Shut up!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiao Weidong, terrified by He Chen’s words and glance, was just following He Chen’s hint when he saw his ex-wife still ranting pointlessly—he finally lost his temper and yelled at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire room fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Qian, eyes red, stared at Qiao Weidong in disbelief and uttered the ultimate classic: “You yelled at me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since their youthful meeting and love, according to Qiao Weidong, he was the son and she was the mother—so she had always been the one to control and yell at him; never the other way around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, if they had ever exchanged shouts and anger, he, who had clearly been drugged and framed, would never have been denied any chance to explain—she would never have divorced him outright, nor held onto this for years without letting go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s precisely because she had held absolute authority in this relationship for so long that she simply couldn’t tolerate this kind of “betrayal” or “defiance”!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now not only had her beloved daughter repeatedly rebelled and caused these troubling incidents, but even her “good son” dared to yell at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is an outrage!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So what if I yelled at you?” Qiao Weidong’s courage had slightly waned, but remembering He Chen’s hint, he glared back at his ex-wife with red eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I ask you—why didn’t you store your sleeping pills properly? Why could Yingzi get them so easily? After she took them, you didn’t even notice—this is how you raise a mother?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t help but be furious!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even before He Chen’s warning, he had sensed his daughter’s mental state was off, so he abandoned his happy life with his girlfriend, rushed to increase contact with his daughter, and prepared gifts for her—all to ease the pressure she faced from her mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came his daughter’s outburst at the planetarium, and He Chen’s warning—both filled him with dread, fearing she might harm herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, not only was his daughter potentially at risk from his ex-wife’s friend’s son drugging her, but the details of the drugging incident confirmed even further that something was deeply wrong with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A daughter under immense pressure, showing signs of collapse, who not only pays attention to her mother’s sleeping pills but can also quietly and effortlessly take them—how terrifying is that!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His previous concessions and humility toward his ex-wife were built on the foundation that she had given him Yingzi—a lovely, intelligent daughter—and as a single mother, she had indeed been more competent than him in raising her, raising her extremely well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if her parenting was built on ignoring her daughter’s physical and mental safety, then everything had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a billionaire, he was glad his daughter was excellent, but he didn’t demand she be outstanding—he only wanted her to maintain stability and peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most important was her physical and mental health and happiness!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, if she was pushed to the brink by her mother, under crushing pressure, ready to take her own life at any moment—and because of her mother’s neglect and inaction, she might actually do it—He Chen had already warned him of two possibilities in just a few days…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, in his eyes, his ex-wife was no longer someone he felt gratitude or guilt toward!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You yelled at me, and now you dare question me!” Song Qian exploded: “Why do I have sleeping pills? Why do I take them? Isn’t it because of you, you cheating bastard!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You say I and Wenjie are alike, but you and Fang Yuan are the real match—Fang Yifan went bad because he learned from you two—it’s all your fault!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Song Qian’s even fiercer assault, Qiao Weidong’s brief surge of courage collapsed again, his spirit crushed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t that he couldn’t refute her—he was a normal person, and in this heart-wrenching shouting match, he was no match for emotionally unstable Song Qian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing him fall silent, He Chen shook his head, and under Qiao Yingzi’s pleading gaze, he ignored the divorced couple—“Zhou Yu beating Huang Gai, one willing, one willing”—and walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Qian noticed, and though furious, she remembered He Chen’s aura—and how even her ex-husband had dared to yell at her under He Chen’s manipulative influence—her daughter growing more rebellious—she truly wished He Chen would leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though unwilling to admit it, she genuinely resented He Chen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because she had confirmed: He Chen truly had the power to easily destroy her family and steal away the person she loved most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As always: when America accuses you of having weapons of mass destruction, you’d better actually have them—then you’re not evil to be eradicated, but a vital pillar of global peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Song Qian, He Chen now had a hint of that meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When He Chen left, Qiao Weidong was fully subdued, ending the farce with submission and apology.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At dusk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Yuan, having just “gotten out” only to “go back in,” finally finished the police’s detailed interrogation alongside his son, endured long reprimands with him, and only after Tong Wenjie arrived with the hospital’s confirmation that Lin Leilei was unharmed, did they all leave the police station together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing the sunset, Fang Yuan saw his family’s low moods and, as always, smiled cheerfully: “What’s wrong? Don’t you’re happy to see me out? Didn’t you plan a welcome party for me tonight?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you didn’t plan one, no problem—Old Qiao definitely did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the way, I was locked up for a month—he saved nearly ten thousand yuan on his weekly gatherings!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We’ve got to make sure we eat all that back!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He winked at his suddenly perked-up son Fang Yifan, and under Fang Yifan’s hopeful gaze, pulled out his phone and dialed Qiao Weidong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Qiao, it’s me—I’m out. Let’s get together tonight? What? Busy? Can’t push it back?… Alright then, next time for sure!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hanging up, he comforted his disappointed son: “Your Uncle Qiao’s busy now, but National Day is days away—we’ve got plenty of time. We’ll definitely feast on him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he turned to Tong Wenjie, whose face was grim: “You should also contact Song Qian—let’s get our two families together soon, talk everything out, don’t let this damage our relationship!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone agreed with this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, the most important thing was restoring relations with the Qiao family and preventing Qiao Yingzi from giving that speech that would nail Fang Yifan to the wall of shame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once that was done, everything now would soon pass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Fang Yuan, the broad-minded and cheerful one, Fang Yifan regained his spirit, and the Fang household immediately became lively and laughing, happily returning home!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over there, Qiao Weidong, having rejected Fang Yuan, returned to the Country Garden community, waited for He Chen to finish his daily practice, and hurried over to personally invite him: “Little He, give Uncle Qiao a face—come have dinner with me, just the two of us, whatever you want!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle Qiao, are you sure you still have the appetite for a big meal?” He Chen teased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sigh, I’ve got no appetite—I just want to talk properly with you. Have pity on your Uncle Qiao, or I won’t sleep a wink tonight.” Qiao Weidong sighed heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Chen shouldn’t have laughed—but seeing Qiao Weidong’s face, the “Lao Bai” from The Legend of the Condor Heroes, and having watched that show dozens of times in his past life, he instantly associated Qiao Weidong with Lao Bai—the curve of his lips was harder to suppress than an AK’s recoil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, I can eat plenty—I won’t waste it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...” Qiao Weidong’s lip twitched, but he was still glad He Chen, with his sharp insight and deep understanding of his daughter—and who had earned her trust—was willing to talk with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no choice!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was truly terrified now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kind of terror that made him unable to sleep or eat.\u003C\u002Fp>",1298,"2026-06-20T05:35:49.888Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","bc65c26e4b43f9260806a2bb2551c531b86705140e379999006c6d5a2fbdd4a4","daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-chapter-74","daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-chapter-72",883,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdaily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-cover.jpg"]